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    “You’re always so ready for me,” he murmured, his voice hoarse. “Sometimes in the dark of night I think about it and my cock gets as hard as a spike. If you were right there with me then, I’d ride you so hard you’d never stop coming.”
    She always loved the way he talked to her, the things he said, telling her in detail what he was going to do to her, the words heating her blood and adding to the stimulation of his hands and his mouth.
    Shifting his lips to her other nipple, he slid two, then three fingers into her quivering vagina. Automatically she began to ride his hand, arching to give him better access to her breasts. His thumb kept up its pendulum movement on her clit, driving her higher and higher.
    Without warning he released his hold on her nipple, letting it pop from his mouth and withdrew his hand from her pussy. Before she could wonder what was happening, he turned her around and ran the tip of one finger between the cheeks of her ass. He reached around her to grab a bottle of shower gel and she felt its cool thickness rubbed at the puckered skin of her anus.
    Gabe Peralta was the first—and only—man who’d ever taken her there. The first time she’d felt his cock plundering her ass her body automatically resisted. But he was a skilled lover and when he was inside at last, filling the tight channel completely, an icy hot flash of lust surged through her and she’d climaxed almost at once.
    Now she felt the rush of anticipation, of expectation as his soap-slicked fingers probed her rear entrance. One finger, then two, scissoring to stretch her tissues.
    “When we get out of this,” he rasped, “if you’re not ready to write me off, I’m getting you a butt plug to wear every day I’m not with you.”
    “O-okay,” she stammered, wishing he’d just shut up and get on with it. The tight knot of need low in her belly was unraveling and spreading through her, lighting every nerve she possessed.
    Gabe withdrew his fingers and she heard the shower door open.
    “Killian damn well better keep this place as well stocked as his others,” he muttered.
    She sensed rather than felt the movement of his body, heard something open and close. Then Gabe was back, his lips tracing a path down her spine ending with little nips at the swell of her buttocks. The distinct snap! told her he was sheathing himself in a condom. His fingers probed her again, spreading more lubricating shower gel into her hot, dark tissues. Then the head of his cock was pushing, pushing, pushing at her anus until with a thrust he was inside.
    She sucked in her breath as he filled her, the muscles in her cunt pulsing in reaction.
    His fingers manacled her wrists, lifting her hands and placing them on the shower walls, holding them there as he set up a steady rhythm, pumping in and out of her ass.
    His lips were hot against her shoulder, his teeth just grazing her skin as they found that special spot where neck and shoulder were joined.
    This was another kind of dance, one where she did know the steps and could lead as well as follow. She braced herself against the tile with her hands, trying to time the movements of her hips with Gabe’s thrusts. She was stretched on a rack of pleasure so taut she was afraid she would snap, yet she didn’t want this to end, either. The orgasm was building inside her, clawing its way up through her body like a tiger fighting to be unleashed.
    Gabe moved his mouth so it was next to her ear. He traced the outline with the tip of his tongue before growling, “Come now, Rachel. Right now.”
    His arm wrapped around her and his hand slid down between her thighs, seeking and finding her swollen clit, pinching it just enough to send her flying over the edge. As her climax exploded, Gabe shouted her name, pushed hard into her rectum and held himself rigid as his cock pulsed again and again inside its latex sheath.
    As his spasms died down, he shifted his hand to reach her cunt, drove two fingers into